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Seang stood guard over love of his life. How times have changed. He could feel now how his moon blessed have felt waiting for him helplessly, praying all the gods to return him to consciousness, open his eyes.

" Go away...." he snapped hearing a footfall near the mouth of the cave. He had accepted the furs to keep his moon blessed warm but he wouldn't accept food. He won't eat until his love woke up.

" Kit..." Saeng jerked in surprise seeing the topaz blue eyes staring back at him.
" Am I in heaven ? "

" No..." Saeng mindlinked chuckling. " You are healing, you have lost a lot of blood though, it will take some time to fully recover. "

Moonblessed couldn't keep his consciousness for long. Saeng ruefully smiled seeing moon blessed unconscious again. His mind drifted to the first moment of their meeting.
He couldn't find anything other than angel to compare beautiful omega with !

* centuries ago *
Moon tribe

Prachaya pinched the bridge of his nose. His next step was Prince Perawat's cottage. Few days ago, Knot and Prem had snucked him out of the palace and brought him in moon tribe to get treated.
By moon goddesses grace, they had brought him in time and he had been able to treat the poisoned prince.
Prince's pulse had gained strength but he remained unconscious.

Pracahaya, Prem, Knot and the whole tribe had prayed and Prachaya had even performed sacrifice ritual for the prince.
They believed in offering the god their most valuable thing while asking for their blessings in things that looked impossible.

Prachaya had cut few of his strands and offered it to the ritual Fire, vowing to sacrifice his hairs should the prince get his strength back. So desperate he was for the prince to wake up. And when the prince did wake up, he was foolish enough to insist him to stay till his full recovery.

Oh! How naive of him to think that the prince was very respecting and soft spoken!

Pracahya was administering a potion that would clear out the toxins when the prince opened his eyes and asked something in a voice so feeble the healer had to lean so close , Prince's lips almost touched the healer's ears.

" Am I in heaven ? " The prince asked.

" Ofcourse not my Prince. You have recovered, you just needed to regain consciousness. " The healer explained.

" I do not believe you. .." speaking was clearly taxing on the prince, he was wheezing and panting.

" I assure you, toxin has left your body and you will be walking in no time, your royal highness. "

" I do not believe you..." The prince repeated " Only angels can be so beautiful"

" You jest my Prince " Prachaya dipped his head to hide his blush. His apprentices giggling only made him blush harder.

" I have not seen anyone as beautiful as you. " The prince whispered before falling unconscious again.

And that was the one and only decent conversation they had. As the prince gained more strength and spent more time in conscious state - he got only more bold and started showing his true colours.

The royal is not at all graceful or well mannered or soft spoken at all!
That menace is couth, a grade 1smooth talker and class 1 pervert. He keeps watching him secretly all through his morning routine of meditating, training and getting ready for the day. He insists calling him my healer, my chief and my dear omega and always twist his words , accusing him of being a pervert.

If he could travel back to past, he would go back and ask his past self to put a mouth guard upon Prince's mouth and blindfold on his eyes as part of therapy.

His musings have definitely lessened his anxiety while reaching to the door he had started associating with incoming headache. But it did nothing to quell his irritation while he was here.

This can't go on for long...he must confront the wretched prince.

Take it as a challenge. Challenges are to overcome. Giving himself a pep talk the healer pushed the dreaded door open.
As expected, he found the prince with his face stuck to the window overlooking the ground he trains in.
This pervert!
.........

Prince perwat laid in his cottage provided to him by the healer and chief of moon tribe Prachaya. He still couldn't believe the seemingly ordinary healer diagnosed and cured what their immensely qualified royal healers couldnt even find a clue to.

Pracahya is definitely not an ordinary omega. especially when he single handedly defeated him in a hand to hand battle without inflicting a single injury and forced him to surrender, without even a lick of ego or pride on his face.
Perawat could say, Prachaya did not only win that battle between them but a little bit of his heart too.

Perawat had seen him, observed him, healing with a velvet hand and ruling with iron fist. Prachaya would frown at the use of ruler in association to him, he associates ruler with violence and misuse of power, he would much prefer being called a leader.

And leader he is in all ways. He wakes up before everyone else for training. He goes to sleep after making sure everyone was well fed and taken care of. Sometimes he even stays awake at nights to administer medicines. In the eyes of Perawat he has the strength, stealth and determination of toughest Alpha and Kindness and compassion of luna- Such a beautiful amalgamation.

Talking about beautiful- healer had a beautiful body. Lithe but strong with wiry muscles running along his arms, thick thighs and shaped calf earned from rigorous physical training- it should take away from his beauty but it only added more to it- the allure of danger.

Every morning, it had been his favourite focus training- since the day he had woke up listening clang of blades and ran out with his sword thinking they had been under attack, only to see the healer locked in a mock battle with a warrior; he had woken up everyday from last two weeks to watch the healer train. Some times Prachaya is training alone, some times with a group. Always he is magnificent with a sword in his hand - like Ares( god of war) in a physical form !

Today, he was alone. Since, most of the tribe was busy with preparations for upcoming blue moon celebration.

Perawat kept the panels of window ajar, already predicting every movement of the healer, he had by heart now.

The healer held two minutes meditative stance, head towards sky- paying gratitude to nature and moon goddess, then he would shuck his robe off and pick up his sword and train with a grace rivaling swan and stealth - a tiger.

Perwat's hands itched to go out and challenge the healer- just to have his focus directed at him rather than an invisible person. He himself was a hardened warrior, training since he was a toddler - yet he had never seen anyone making love with a sword. That is what it- the way the omega held the sword with reverence, and did justice to every slash, stab and strike - precise, to the point and minimum damage to the sword.

Perawat wondered if the omega was same with a lover. Does he have a lover? He had not seen anyone with the healer in the two weeks he is conscious and having regular visits from omega. But he had seen the admiring glances of alphas, betas and omegas alike when the healer- their chief isn't paying attention.

Perawat is slowly finding himself in queue with those admirers. And he was not liking it. Mostly because Prachaya didn't pay any heed to them - like one ignores the flies and insects in the pond.
And Perwat itched to know the reason.
Is it because he already had someone in his heart?

If not , then what will make Pracahya notice him ?
Many Alphas would walk the moment they get to know the omega is interested and trained in warfare - they wanted omegas as advisor, strategist but not soldiers. They wanted Omegas soft spoke , harmless, naive and then critique them for being spineless, unable to take a stand, being guileless, weak and helpless. Why ? It totally eludes him.

He loved omegas with sassy mouths, quick brains and big hearts. Pracahya's training in warfare only added to his charm in his eyes.
This was one omega who won't fall to his feet because of his princely status, won't take anyone's shit and knew how to deliver both a stab and a jab.
This was one omega he knew would keep him on his toes but love him unparalleled, once he earns his love and loyalty.
And for that to happen it's necessary for the said omega to notice him.

He wondered what he could do to have the invincible Prachaya notice him.
Should he court him?
propose him marriage ?
Ask Father to send marraige proposal?

He didn't know yet, all he knew is he must extend his stay here and that means he has to stay sick a little bit more.

" Stalking a naked omega - is a criminal offence in my tribe alpha. " the voice jerked him from his thoughts , he looked at the ground ahead, Pracahya was nowhere to be seen, not even in the lake. It meant he already bathed after his training. Whoops! Busted!

Perawat slowly turned, his eyes took in the omega in all his morning glory.
The hair he wanted to touch, caress and tug were let loose, the wet ringlets framed his forehead, stuck to his nape like a jealous lover. Some unruly ones caressed his cheeks, water dripped down his wavy locks in thin streams down the white cotton robes omega had wrapped after bath. Many a places it has stuck to his damp body and become sheer offering peeks of the beautiful brown landscape of muscled hiding underneath.
His eyes did a whole scan of the very desirable body part, already thinking all the ways they could combat - with and without clothes. "

Perawat gulped as his eyes with tremendous effort traversed up the vein riddled arm, to the fuming eyes promising murder . Prachaya walked towards him, his slightly tall frame almost towering
" You have been doing it repeatedly for more than ten days." A dagger touched his throat " Watching an omega disrobe, bath and cloth, repeatedly. What do you have to say for yourself alpha ? "

" I like that omega." Perawat answered, fearlessly, staring in his eyes. Pracahya's hand shook with surprise, the blade made a paper thin cut. Prachaya was pulling his dagger hand away but the Prince held his wrist, forcing him to keep the dagger pressing at his throat.

" I like to watch that omega train. His muscles hyptonise me - the way the sweat beads gleam on his back as the first rays of sun hit it, is mesmerising. I like to see the veins on his neck strain and pulse when he takes down a combatant twice his size. I imagine all the other ways I could make his veins strain. "

" You are even shamelessly admitting to watching - " his eyes flared.

" Shouldn't you ask my motive before condemning me ? "

" You are an entitled pervert. What other motive could there be ? "

" I told you I like that omega. "

" You are a prince. You have hundreds of omegas you like and bed - "

" I never talked about bedding." Perawat smirked " Did the omega say he was interested in bedding me ? "

" No..." Prachaya squeaked. " He isn't interested, leave him alone. That is what I am here to tell you. You may be Prince but our laws are strict, if anyone sees you doing that. It may land you in trouble. "

" Such as ? "

" Why are you so difficult to deal? Just don't do that again . Or I will have to put iron bolt on your windows. "

" As you say chief. Just ask the omega for me, why doesn't he report me ? "

" Because, he doesn't want to stir trouble with royals. "

" Then why didn't he warn me on first day? Or second ? Or third? Is it that your omega likes my gaze. Is it that your omega knows I admire him? His intelligence, his Kindness, his finesse in swordsmanship. "

" That is that omega's business. You stay out of it - "

" Tell that omega, he will have to warn me off himself and I will back down. Otherwise- " Perwat's other hand slid to Prachaya's hips. " Otherwise ? " Prachaya gulped, voice hitched.

Perwat pressed his hand, making Prachay bump against him " I will be on the ground to admire my omega since obviously he is taking offence on his beauty"

" What logic is this ? And he isn't beautiful."

" This is sound logic. I won't want my omega to admire me hiding in a hut like a coward. I would want him to declare it to the world that I am most desirable alpha specimen he had ever laid his eyes upon. Its obvious why my omega is taking offence. Since he likes me, he is giving me this second chance, I must do it right by him and praise his beauty as he deserves."

" That is not the reason. "

" Then what is the reason my dear omega " Arthit paused " is letting me see his delectable body. "

" Stop talking like a pervert " Pracahya flustered, red started descending his ears. He averted his eyes " He is not beautiful."

"You are just jealous of my omega. Because my omega is most beautiful in this Kingdom."

" I am not. "

" Tell me that while looking at me and I will believe. "

" I'm not jealous " Pracahya met his gaze " He is not beautiful." Perawat stared in to his eyes, as if Prachaya's eyes were doorway he could enter through.

" And ? "

Prachaya's gaze dipped.
And he is not yours. "

" See, you couldn't hold your gaze. You are jealous of my beautiful omega. "

" He is not yours. "

" How do you know? Unless you are the omega I'm talking about. "

" You know I am . "

" What? Mine ? "

" No...that omega we are talking about is me. "

" It's already a we ? "

" Shut up . Don't speak."

" You like the silent ones, my dear omega? I can be that for you."

" I told you , I am not your omega. "

" So you accept you are my dear? "

" Shut up ..."

" Hmm..." Perawat's eyes lighted up " You are one of those commanding type"

" How many types you have had to know all of those? " Prachaya fumed, " I thought you were not one of those entitled, arrogant royals with their manhood bigger than their brains."

" How many royals you have had to know my type in seconds, my healer ? "

" You are infuriating! "

" I'm flaming your desires? "

" What? "

" only imbalance of emotions or lack of certain activities causes extreme annoyance . Which one of is it I'm causing ? "

" Shut up. Just stay away. Heal and go away to your swanky palace ." Prachaya pressed a point on Perawat's wrist making him Loosen his hold. " Enough of your hooliganism. Let me see -"

" Gladly" Perawat started pulling at the sash of his robe.

" What are you doing? "

" What you said. Letting you see- "

" I meant the new wound on your neck. "

" Oh this - " Perawat shrugged " It's nothing...it will heal."

" It can get infected before it closes up. That will lead to internal festering -"

" Admit it chief, you are just finding reasons to put your hands on my body. "

"You are incorrigible. I am going. Don't come to me when your wound festers- " Prachaya hightailed to the door.

" Chief "

" WHAT ? " Prachaya barked

" Tell my omega his entitled, obnoxious prince has always watched him train. Only train. Nothing else. His dignity is safe. "

Prachaya nodded. Failing to hide the blush, he didn't dare look at the prince amd started marching ahead. To get out as soon as possible.

" Chief..." Perawat called again.

Prachaya looked back exasperated.
" What now? "

" I'm thirsty. "

"You are now healthy enough to go fetch water for yourself from tank. For now, I will send someone with water. "

"That water doesn't quench my thirst. "

" We only have water of river selene. I will ask someone to fetch water from royal lake."

" There's another source nearby. " Perawat prodded. " It has great view, one could spend hours lost in its beauty. The water cascading down from It's height is a sight to behold. The stream though narrow, is sparkling clear. It meanders down the highlands, down a steep slope" Perawat stared at a drop than ran down through Prachaya's clavicle. " and flows through ridges and highlands - "

"There is no such source. "

" There is. You know it already."

" Where? "

" Very close from here. You want to see? " Perawat closed the distance with measured steps.

" You jest."

" I am very serious, my healer. Do you want to see? "

" Fine show me."

" You carry it with you" Perwat lapped the drop running down Prachaya's cheek and swiped his tongue over his lip. " Never tasted anything sweeter "

" You - " Prachaya's eyes widened in horror as realization set in. " You - " unable to say anything at the prince' audacity, the healer walked out, banging the door on his way.

" Thank you , my healer. "
The prince's merry chuckle floating behind him, did nothing but to sour his mood.
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A/N :
I had little time so I edited this draft I have written already.
Next update may take 8-10 days!